Sundays and Bonfires

What a long but productive day of relaxation. Vivi called in on her way to the allotments around 10:30am. She mentioned she was on the lookout for leaves to make leaf mould compost. I just happened to have several tons of leaves already bagged up and stored at the bottom of the garden. She accepted an offer of two tons and we duly took them to her allotment.

Autumn leaves
Autumn leaves

I spent time in her shed making tea and toast while outside Vivi bagged the leaves into smaller black bags, pierced several holes around, gave them a good watering and stored them behind her shed.

I spent time in her shed making tea and toast while outside Vivi bagged the leaves into smaller black bags, pierced several holes around, gave them a good watering and stored them behind her shed. The toast was made on her little gas stove. It was great to just throw a slide of bread on and a few minutes later the toast was ready to be served.

Toast in the shed
Fresh toast

The morning was beautiful. Sounds of a local football match danced on the wind and the sunshine shone down, even providing a little heat, it was almost like Springtime. Plot holders dropped in for a quick chat which turned into long chats and everyone was looking forward to the bonfire later in the day.

Tamara in her shed
Tamara was busy making a new shelf for her shed.

Around 4pm as the daylight faded, so did the temperature. Fleeces and jumpers were put on as everyone made their way to help build the bonfire. It was a mighty big affair this year. Usually we have several smaller bonfires throughout the year but this season we kept everything for tonight. Plot holders and their families arrived to enjoy the fireworks and bonfire. Rusty and his furry friends had left the site earlier in the day as they all headed home for an early night in the quiet of their homes.

Bonfire
By the light of the dancing flame fairies
shed in the dark
Vivi’s shed in the dark.

Vivi's shed with lanterns and lights around the door

The evening wore on against a backdrop of whoosh, bang, ahh and the sound of happy plot holders. By 8:30pm the flames had settled and the crowds faded. We raked out the bonfire and made it safe before heading back to Vivi’s shed for a final few mugs of tea and celebration. As we left the start of a frosty night, the first of the season, was knocking on the site door as we, the last on site, locked up and headed home. What a great day!

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About the Author: Sean James Cameron

Based in London, Sean has been gardening since being a teenager. Although vegetables and fruit is the main passion, there is also room for flowers.

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